wrong tree
Wrong tree
When his limbs hung to the floor
Thought he was inviting me to love him more
But he broke my heart and said
Sing, choir
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
And the fruit I couldn't wait to eat
Suddenly began to bleed
Then I heard them shouting
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I was convinced he wanted the same
But a life for you is a life in flames
May these matches bring you joy
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I hear you loud and clear
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I really wish we could've worked
But I wouldn't listen to you when you told me what you wanted
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
Silly of me to cross the river that you put there
You put the river there for a reason
I shouldn't try to cross it for reason
Sing, choir
I wish we could've worked, wish we could've worked
I'll get over it soon,
but right now, right now I'm gonna moan and groan
Rock myself to peace and moan and groan
Moan...
When his limbs hung to the floor
Thought he was inviting me to love him more
But he broke my heart and said
Sing, choir
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
And the fruit I couldn't wait to eat
Suddenly began to bleed
Then I heard them shouting
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I was convinced he wanted the same
But a life for you is a life in flames
May these matches bring you joy
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I hear you loud and clear
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
I really wish we could've worked
But I wouldn't listen to you when you told me what you wanted
"You're climbing up the wrong tree." This word's only the burning
Silly of me to cross the river that you put there
You put the river there for a reason
I shouldn't try to cross it for reason
Sing, choir
I wish we could've worked, wish we could've worked
I'll get over it soon,
but right now, right now I'm gonna moan and groan
Rock myself to peace and moan and groan
Moan...
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Writer(s): Jonathan Wise
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